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New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live

In a world of constant competition, one man aims for the top. In this new genre VRMMORPG, he plans on becoming the strongest at all costs. The classes, the races, the starting zones, everything is a mystery in 'New Eden'. This game is coming out without a shred of details. The only thing that was promoted was the freedom of skill choosing. Our protagonist Alexander, gamer tag Astaroth, has always dreamt of becoming an E-Sports athlete. His parents supported his dream, but they are no longer of this world. He fully intends on making it in this new game, if not for him, then at least to honor their memory. With no idea how he wants to play his character, Alexander chooses the most mysterious starting race. Will this be his road to success or his downfall? The game assistant certainly thought the latter. "Do as you wish, young adventurer. I only wish to add this. Do not come back with complaints when you realize you have made the wrong choice," the elf said, looking at him with clear hatred. "We will see about that," Alexander flatly replied. "I love challenges," he added. "Very well!" the elf harrumphed. "Have the adventure of your lifetime, as short as it will last," he sarcastically added. Ahead of him lies an uncertain path, filled with trials and hardships. But one thing is clear in his eyes. He will become the strongest player in the game, even if he must step over mountains of corpses to do so. Over are his days of working hard for nothing, it's make or break now! I now have a discord where you can talk with other readers and me. There are also channels to discuss new weapons; characters; classes; or monsters that you might want to design and see incorporated in the story. I will always give credit to the person that created said thing, rest assured. The link is https://discord.gg/68kPqbSFrN

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In a small town in Illinois, named Shelbyville, a teenager was currently walking home from a day with his friends. He passed in front of the high school he was going back to in a few weeks, and he sighed loudly.

All his friends had gotten cars for their birthdays in the last few months, and he was still stuck going to school on his bicycle. It had sparked a few rounds of mocking from the people who liked to bully him, towards the end of the year, and he was tired of this.

But he was broke, and couldn't even afford a crappy car, let alone one that had some panache. His parents had told him to hold off on buying anything since he was short on money to get a car that had any value.

He walked in silence, enjoying the music playing in his head from his phone, and soon enough, reached his house.

He lived in a small townhouse, nothing too fancy, but quite cozy. But something was unusual.